Slow Loud & Bangin Lyrics

[Chorus: Trae]
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin
Slow Loud And Bangin, Slow Loud And Bangin Slow

[Verse 1: Jay'Ton]
I been reppin the block for the money side ways
every since 15 my life been intense for the 23 letter of the alphabet
I'm a pull out the drop, and pull up the Vette
Jay'ton still Slow Loud And Bangin
like four 15's-ain't nothing changin
might struggle a bit but I'm maintainin
when the block get hot I'm rearrangin...to a new location
niggaz hatin but I'm a keep on pacin, till I make it
I'm a grind till I shine back on the block is my occupation
keep grindin' I gotta make that cash
If you come up short then I'm a beat that ass...like Roy Jones
break a nigga bones and leave his body in a body cast
I'm throwed in the game-Coupe or Slab we still gon'bang
on the south is where we gon'swang with Lil'B still grippin grain
hoggin lanes...while blockin traffic-like Nas I'm Stillmatic
If a nigga hate then let him have it, droppin bombs with the automatic
South Click what I'm reppin bitch with Lil'Boss leanin on a switch
droppin haters off in a ditch that's another nigga scratched off the list
they done got me pissed-got me agged
fuck around and snatch you like a dog tag
like Deebo see bro I can blow you up like C-4 nigga

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[Verse 2: Lil' Boss]
South Click all in a mothafucker face
I'm bout to put a nigga neck all in a brace
I'm on my A-game mind on a paper chase
playas like plex the glock is embraced
still the same G, bought a black Coupe
strap on the seat cocked ready to shoot
bandanas round us and rhyno boots
touch down on the block like a veteran troop
I'm sieze up to my cause niggaz
throw e'm up once to my blood niggaz
I'm a anybody killer, anybody steal a nigga
fill a nigga with the teflon thing
chitty-chitty gang bang, get a brain stained
young G's in this bitch tryna maintain
I'm from the H-G-C what's up to the insane
keep ya glock cocked up and switch lanes

[Verse 3: Trae]
What ya now about Texas back in the day
now I'm back to wreck showing these niggaz I don't play
Lil'Trae I'm the head of my team like A.I
I'm fly when I pull out the drop I fly by WOOOOOH
you don't wanna see me like that
ever seen 22's spinnin like that?
with a throwback [?] but I got it like that
send it to this I'm a throw it right back
Slow Loud And Bangin all in ya face
definition of SLAB is slow up the place
break so many necks they might need a brace
I shook up the block and just caught a case
with a 4-4 on my waist, stay in ya place
cause I'll be the first to put it in ya face
And dump on a nigga like what you got to say
And everybody else gon'get up out the way

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[Verse 4: Lil' B]
Who's testin me or wanna plex with me
a SLAB nigga-mashin for the currency
all day I don't play throwin up SK
say J I bet a hater don't beef today
I still rush when I bust
no discuss glocks'll make a nigga hush
Slow Loud And Bangin is all that I trust
stay standin bitch it's one in your guts
this is a must that I wreck all y'all
tinted hearse is gon'haul all y'all
on top of y'all I make one phone call
sayin Oh No like Trae and Paul Wall
we be the street niggaz who keep it real
fuck a major cause we the deal
won't stop till I get me a hundred mill
call my pockets Buffallo like the bill sit back and chill
like ya name was Phil Jack. dominatin cats like Kobe and Shaq
crackin heads back till them haters say that Slow Loud And Bangin number 1
announce that(1 announce that)
nigga they still tryna peep my mind and peep my lines
And tell a nigga peep my rhymes, peep my nine cause it might hit yo spine
Slow Loud And Bangin till I'm underground
these niggaz wanna take the name and take the fame
So I'm a start takin names and takin things to make me some major change
maintain and squeeze things that'll bust ya brain
Third crunk where I pump on a geek
Y'all come see me cause the spark leavin ya ass in chalk
you is a major boy ask about Lil'B

[Chorus: repeat to end]